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#i hate the cw so much
alexguerinss · 2 years
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the fact that this is the last year we get malex and my comfort character alex manes. i feel like i’m in mourning and keep randomly crying
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sweetgaleria · 5 months
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Aaaw, you thought she was being cute <3
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liyampies · 4 months
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cherrirui-official · 2 months
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Uhm uhm uhhh INCREDIBLY self indulgent Trolls Au that's centered around John Dory and Bruce called Beach Bros bc I like them and I think there should be more content surrounding them as a duo *looks at you with my big wet eyes*
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EXTREMELY short explanation + design refs under the cut! CW for mentions of drowning
There's a lot I got planned for it but for now the basics is that after I'd say around 8-10 years after Brozone split up, John Dory received the postcard that Bruce sent him. Now bc JD believed none of the other trolls were alive (since he went back after all the pop trolls escaped Bergen Town and found the Troll Tree empty) JD was ECSTATIC to find out that at least one of his brothers was still alive and immediately began searching for Bruce. Took him about a couple of days but eventually JD managed to locate Vacay Island!
And then almost drowned while crossing the waters... On Bruce's fucking wedding day.
After that ordeal, JD decides to live with Bruce and Brandi on Vacay Island!
Again there's a LOT more to it but it's late and I am extremely tired, I'm gonna go to sleep lol. ALSO if y'all have any questions abt the au, feel free to ask! I'd be more than happy to answer them as best as I can :] !!!!
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(also while making designs for them I accidentally made JD look much younger than Bruce I think, oops 😔)
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sweeneydino · 5 months
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queerbaitesque · 2 years
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what do you mean no more legends????????????
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the-knife-consumer · 5 months
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Finally settled on designs for the springlocks im actually okay with
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mj-thrush-gxn · 8 months
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he says “bill i believe this is killing me” as a smile ran away from his face
-piano man, billy joel
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tampire · 8 months
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liauditore · 8 months
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cw// implied character death, double life nonsense
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because you are love itself.
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gender-mailman · 3 months
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FUCK YPU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU HOLY SHIT!! CANT YOU SEE HOW FUCKED UP THIS IS?!??!??!?! "HEADCANNOING" REAL RUCKING PEOPLE?! TREATING THEM LIKE CHARACTERS?!?!?!?! AS IF THEY DONT HAVE REAL FUCKING FEELINGS ABOUT STUFF?!?!?! THE FUCKING DISRESPECT YOU ALL HAVE!!
ESPECIALLY ALREADY DEAD PEOPLE!! NOT SAYING WITH ALIVE PEOPLE IS LESS OR ANYTHING BUT WITH DEAD ONES THEY CANT EVEN SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THIS
YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME FUCKING SICK!!!
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defectivealtruist · 4 months
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An actual idea: Making "Animate Dead" Evil Again
Zombies and skeletons in D&D, for all they play to spooky images, aren't really horrific. They're a mismash of two different lores that can't really work together (like a lot of zombie fiction but that's a discussion for another day)- the mindless ravenous predators of modern zombie apocalypse and the tragic undead slaves of the original stories. But they lack either sides symbolic resonance. They're no apocalypse- they're disposable cannon fodder even a starting party can take down- but nor is there any indication that "animate dead" is an actual evil act beyond being kinda gross. This seems very harmless for both a nominal horror monster, and something intended to be a genuinely (indeed, mechanically) evil act.
It doesn't seem possible to make them a real threat without major changes, so the obvious solution to this is a simple fluff change. They're not mindless. They're compelled, they can't act of their own volition. But they're still in there.
They don't shamble. They visibly struggle against the motions their limbs make, as if they were puppets trying to resist their strings. They don't moan. They sob, and when they see the players they force out desperate apologies and pleas for help. They're not stupid. They're intentionally twisting orders and trying to destroy themselves to the best of their ability because they hate the necromancer and are taking what vengeance they can.
Maybe they can genuinely help, if the players will accept it. The "disposable minions" see a lot, and might mutter the necromancer's weaknesses or warnings about an upcoming ambush or whatever useful information they've seen while attacking. Failing that, they fight to lose. They're easy to beat not because they're weak, but because they're on your side. They intentionally move to hinder the necromancer and help the party as much as they're able to, they interpret all the villain's orders as unhelpfully as they can, they hiss encouragements and laugh hollowly when the players succeed.
The undead hordes are victims, not monsters. They're the people the players are trying to help, or at least avenge. And they're trying, as best as they can, to make it happen.
-Pencil.
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midnight-moth · 5 months
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May I ask for Rain and Dew absolutely smothering Phantom because his anxiety is acting up really bad and the dp helps calm him down
I haven't just written something inside of tumblr without even opening a doc in a long time. Let's give it a go! 1100 ish words of Phantom having a meltdown, Rain and Dew being sweet. And maybe Dew having secret perv thoughts. Also everyone always puts cute or pretty gifs in their writing. Well I feel this one works.
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"Where's Phantom?"
"I don't know, actually. Where is he?" Dew craned his neck from his seat on the edge of a folding chair, his eyes drifted away from the knot he was trying to pick out of his laces to Rain's face, creased with worry.
"I'm sure he's around? I mean, he can't have gone far." Words meant to self-soothe but they weren't doing a particularly good job. Rain's legs were already absentmindedly directing him toward the labyrinth of hallways.
"You wanna go look? I wanna go look." 
Rain gave Dew a small smile, a silent thank you for taking his worries and making them his own. For not making Rain ask him to go searching for Phantom, for not making him feel like he was concerned about nothing.
For not making Rain explain again that he was worried about the new summon; that despite appearances and reassurances, Rain saw the raw skin beside his thumbnails, the bruised circles carved beneath his eyes, the food he pushed around his plate but never into his mouth.
All of them were nervous, Papa was nervous. It was their first ritual together, at least with this iteration of the band. One without the steadying presence of Aether, the calming comportment of Sunny.
Dew abandoned the knot in his laces and followed Rain out of the greenroom, leaving the various satellite groups of crew and ghoul alike to continue eating, talking, vibrating with excitement about kicking off the tour. 
They weaved in and out of the hallway snaking to the rear of the building, still short one quintessence Ghoul and running out of hiding places.The clack of heeled boots finally revealed his location.
“Hey, what’re you doing back here?” Here being a darkened stairwell that led to the catwalks up above the stage.
Whether Phantom heard Dew’s voice or their approach, they weren’t sure. He didn’t react. He just kept up his pacing, 3 steps forward, 5 steps across, 3 steps back, 5 steps over, around and around and around. 
Dew, watching him move in the small space felt his own head spinning with vertigo eventually and tore his eyes away to look at Rain, who stood frozen, his arm halfway extended, as if he were about to stop Phantom in his tracks. 
“Hey bug, you’re gonna wear holes in your soles. Why don’t you slow down a little?” Phantom’s eyes flit up to Dew’s and then fell back on the toes of his shiny new boots. He did however finally stop moving. 
Neither Dew nor Rain were really sure what to do. Neither had really made progress in getting to know the ghoul. What they saw during practice, a charismatic ghoul who was little bit goofy, but also full of joy, had yet to reveal itself in alternate scenary. 
“Are you nervous? That’s okay. It’s normal. We all were, and we still are.” Rain took small steps toward him as he spoke, he half expected Phantom to arch his back and howl like a scared cat. 
Phantom wanted to answer them, but he couldn’t escape the feeling that if he opened his mouth, all of his insides would come spewing out. Not the contents of his stomach, his lungs, his heart, his spine. He felt like his silence was the only thing keeping his body glued together. Even then he felt the bonds weakening when he looked up at the concerned ghouls in front of him.
“You don’t have to speak. Just - if there’s anything we can do, can you nod?” 
Phantom considered whether he could do as Dew asked, whether communicating with him would cause everything to spiral out of control. Whether it would disturb the peace he’d made with that square meter of concrete in the back of the venue.
He nodded slowly, eyebrows quirking up in surprise that in fact, the ground beneath his feet had not shifted or crumbled. 
“Good. Okay, do you want water?” No.
“Food?” No.
“Do you want anyone other than us?” No
“Do you want to go outside?” No.
Guilt began to tear at the threads of reality Phantom had clung to since finding the quiet space. Rain and Dew watched him wring his hands in consternation, subconsciously mimicking him, Dew twisted his fingers together, feeling like they were failing him.
“Do you want a hug?” Rain’s voice made them both jump a little. 
Phantom nodded his head in affirmation and Rain felt the coil twisting in his chest loosen a little. 
Neither had really touched the ghoul, and once again they approached him as they would a feral cat, all but sticking their hands under his nose for him to sniff. Not that they were afraid he would bite or claw, they were afraid he would run.
Rain reached out first, wrapping his arms around Phantom’s tense shoulders, loose, and hopefully non-threatening. Still he felt the ghoul tense under his touch. 
Dew reached for his arm, a barely there pat to his bicep, and the ghoul visibly cringed.
“We’re sorry, you can change your mind. I don’t know - we can get Swiss, or Cirrus, or Papa.”
“No”, His voice came out as a croak, his throat dry and tight from his panic induced fugue. 
“What can we do?” 
“Just - you can touch me, but harder. I dunno why. When I feel - like this, those light touches make my skin crawl. I’m sorry - s’not your fault. I don’t - I don’t -”
“Ah.” Rain nodded. Dew was the same, whether he was upset, sad, anxious, he hated gentle, soft. He wanted heavy and solid. 
“It’s okay, I’ll be okay.” Phantom mumbled, feet angling to resume the pattern he’d been wearing into the floor.
Instead, Rain grasped him firmly by the wrists and led him to the wall, pulling the ghoul into his lap and into a most crushing hug, reinforced by Dew, wrapping his arms around the other half of his body. 
They both felt him sag and droop a little. 
“Better?”
Phantom gave them a barely-there nod, as best he could manage with the limited range of movement. Even as compressed as he was, he felt like his lungs were finally able to take in a satisfying amount of air.
“Don’t worry, we have lots of time. Hours in fact.”
Phantom nodded against Rain’s shoulder, beginning to doze off. The two tails snaking around his torso and the rumbling purrs of their owners nudged him over the edge.
“Is he asleep?” Dew whispered.
“Yeah. He’s drooling on me. Reminds me of someone.”
“Shut up. - Hey, if he likes this maybe he’ll like that other thing you do.”
“One step at a time.”
As Phantom’s mind swam between the conscious and unconscious world, he wondered what the other thing was. 
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wassup-its-e · 7 months
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this is the same person btw
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angelicords · 21 days
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my subspace design ... oughh lady gagita
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